Blacktail Deer Plateau oh, say you want my love tonight

She tried to turn it back on him, the gall! How very dare she. The words were stilted again and he huffed and puffed, ignoring most of them, and raised his voice through the last bit - something about paying more attention, using his eyes, which all sounded like blame and Tuvak refused to take it.

I am not playing! I am training! Do you know what that is? Training? T-r-a-i-n-i-n-g? He enunciated slowly, although it wasn't a real question. His acerbic tone did not drop. What is wrong with your tongue? Keep it in your mouth until you know how to use it. And with that he thrust his own tongue out of his mouth and blew a raspberry at her, turned around, and resumed his pacing in the snow.